Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Ink Taboo was furious and wanted to step forward to deal with his son, Ink Wind.

However, Jun Wuxie stopped him, looked at Ink Wind's crazed face, and said, "Ink Wind, the things you want to pursue should be earned with your own hands, but unfortunately, you have taken the wrong path."

"Hahaha!" Ink Wind laughed wildly, "I've taken the wrong path? Jun Wuxie, don't put on your aloof Godly Monarch persona in front of me! True, you are the Godly Monarch, the Godly Monarch of the Immortal Execution Dynasty, and countless people in the starry sky even address you as Godly Monarch, and you will always be the Godly Monarch. However, in front of me, you are just a puppet for me to manipulate!"

"You wretch!"

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor, Ink City, and Ink Taboo staggered, almost falling over.

"You… you actually used that thing on Godly Monarch?!"

Their faces were pale, and they almost fainted from anger.

"Well, otherwise, what do you think I stole the Puppet Evil Talisman for?" Ink Wind laughed triumphantly, "Jun Wuxie, you have worked so hard for so many years, creating the dynasty and making a name for yourself in the starry sky. Who would have thought that in the end, you would be making a wedding dress for me? When you drank that bowl of wine, everything you had became mine, Ink Wind's, including your life, your thoughts, and your will!"

"You planted the Puppet Evil Talisman in me because you wanted to reap without sowing, to usurp the throne?" Jun Wuxie sighed, "I remember telling you before I drank the wine that you were too obsessed. Such obsession made you lose your mind and would eventually destroy you."

"Godly Monarch, we have failed to educate him properly. Please punish us, Godly Monarch!"

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor, Ink City, and Ink Taboo knelt down together, cold sweat pouring out of their bodies.

"Get up!" Ink Wind's eyes were bloodshot, "Why do you need to kneel to him! He is no longer aloof. He is just my, Ink Wind's, puppet. With a single thought, I can activate the Puppet Evil Talisman in his body, control his thoughts and consciousness, and make him act according to my will at all times! This Immortal Execution Dynasty will be firmly in my, Ink Wind's, hands. My Ink Family will become the noblest royal family under this starry sky!"

"You wretch, shut your mouth!"

Ink City was so frightened by these words that his soul almost left his body.

He had immense reverence for this young man, and the bloody scene from that day was still vividly clear in his mind.

"You're afraid of him? Now I'll make him kneel to me, let you see his subservient posture before me, Ink Wind!"

Ink Wind sneered repeatedly, mysterious runes flashing between his palms as he used his divine sense to control the Puppet Evil Talisman.

But the smile on his face quickly froze.

He discovered that no matter how he urged the Puppet Evil Talisman, Jun Wuxie still stood there with deep eyes, without the slightest reaction.

Ink Wind's forehead began to sweat coldly, a look of panic appeared in his eyes, and he frantically urged the Puppet Evil Talisman, but there was still no reaction.

"How could this be? Impossible, impossible!"

His face was bloodless, his whole body was shaking, and his legs were weak, almost unable to stand.

"What do you think, do you still want everything I have?" Jun Wuxie's eyes were deep, unreadable, and he said indifferently, "If I, Jun Wuxie, were so easily schemed against, I wouldn't have lived to this day even with a thousand lives. You have lived in a small world all your life, and you are ultimately too naive."

"No, I don't believe it, impossible, I'm not reconciled, how could I fail, how could I fail?!"

Ink Wind was like a madman, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and he roared frantically at Jun Wuxie.

"Are you talking about this thing?" Jun Wuxie opened his mouth and spat out a talisman, wrapped in golden blood energy, and said, "When you covered the wine bowl with your hand, I noticed your actions. Of course, before that, I was already guarding against you."

Ink Wind's lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time, cold sweat constantly flowing down his cheeks.

Suddenly, he knelt down with a thud and pleaded loudly, "Godly Monarch, I was wrong. I was temporarily blinded by jealousy and committed a great mistake. I am willing to accept punishment. Please spare my life and give me a chance, please give me a chance?"

"Ink Wind, I originally wanted to nurture you, give you rare resources, give you cultivation techniques, but you seem to want to sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor even more. It's not that I didn't give you a chance. I said you were too obsessed, and you would eventually destroy yourself, but you were determined to use the Puppet Evil Talisman to control me. You have only been in the dynasty for a short time, yet you dare to usurp the throne on your own. To be honest, I admire your courage."

"Godly Monarch, calm your anger, Godly Monarch, calm your anger!"

Ink Taboo was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He rushed to Ink Wind's face, slapped Ink Wind's face hard, knelt down to Jun Wuxie with a thud, and then pressed Ink Wind's head to the ground, kowtowing fiercely to Jun Wuxie.

"Godly Monarch, it is because I have failed to educate him properly that this wretch has committed such a rebellious thing. I hope Godly Monarch will show mercy because my Ink Family is useful to the dynasty and spare this wretch's lowly life! Godly Monarch, rest assured, I will definitely imprison this wretch in the clan and never let him leave the Ink Family even half a step!"

"You wretch, why don't you quickly beg Godly Monarch for mercy!"

Ink Taboo kicked Ink Wind hard.

Ink Wind quickly crawled to Jun Wuxie's feet and pleaded, "Please Godly Monarch, show mercy, spare me this once, spare me this once!"

He didn't want to die. There were still long years ahead to pursue his ideals. The outside world was so vast and splendid. He hadn't yet experienced the beauty of this world, so how could he be willing to die like this?

Jun Wuxie, who had been very calm, suddenly kicked Ink Wind away.

"Please Godly Monarch, show mercy!"

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor and Ink City also pleaded.

After all, he was the Ink Family's Holy Son, the most talented disciple of the current generation.

There were not many outstanding talents among the younger generation of the Ink Family. Their family had almost pinned all their hopes on Ink Wind.

"In your eyes, I, Jun Wuxie, should be an extremely magnanimous person, so magnanimous that even if someone usurped the throne, I wouldn't pursue it."

He said indifferently, then turned and left, instantly disappearing from the Ink Family.

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor, Ink City, and Ink Taboo's lips trembled. Their tense mood relaxed, and they all slumped to the ground.

"Bastard!"

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor picked up Ink Wind and slapped him several times, swelling his face like a pig's head.

Ink City also stepped forward and slapped him a few times, kicking him away, breaking several ribs and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Godly Monarch, he… is he not going to pursue it?"

Ink Taboo was still in shock, muttering to himself, looking blankly at the Ink Family's Old Ancestor and Ink City.

When the Ink Family's Old Ancestor and Ink City heard this, they immediately came back to their senses and remembered what Godly Monarch had said when he left, and their expressions changed drastically.

The more they thought about it, the more they felt something was wrong, and they slumped to the ground.

"No, Ink Wind cannot be saved. He must die!"

A fierce look appeared in Ink City's eyes, scaring Ink Wind into a spasm. He turned to run, but was grabbed back by him.

"Big brother! Do you really want to kill this wretch?" Ink Taboo's eyes were red, and he suddenly became extremely old, trembling, "Although he deserves to die, he is the only young supreme of our Ink Family!"

"Ink Taboo, we must put righteousness before family and show the attitude of our Ink Family in order to save the entire clan! Otherwise, once tomorrow comes, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor thought of what Godly Monarch had said before leaving, and when he thought of what might happen tomorrow, he felt a chill down his spine.

"Godly Monarch wants to see the attitude of our Ink Family. We must state our position! This wretch Ink Wind usurped the throne, trying to subvert the entire dynasty. Even if Godly Monarch is magnanimous, he cannot tolerate this kind of behavior!"

Ink City said in a deep voice.

"No, Old Ancestor, Uncle, Father, you can't kill me! I am your relative. How can you sacrifice my life to please Jun Wuxie!"

"Shut your mouth!"

The Ink Family's Old Ancestor slapped him, and said in a cold voice, "You wretch! What you have done deserves death, and you will even implicate my entire Ink Family! How could my Ink Family produce such a bastard!"

Ink Taboo slumped to the ground, his eyes empty, his lips trembling, and said, "Old Ancestor, big brother, you make the decision on this matter…"

"Father, Father, save me!"

Ink Wind was frightened out of his wits. How could he die like this, killed by his own family!

He was filled with hatred and unwillingness, but he could only watch and wait for the judgment of fate, unable to change anything.

"Hahaha!" He suddenly laughed wildly and grimly, "You group of incompetent people, under the threat of others, would rather kill your own blood relatives than resist. You have completely disgraced the faces of the Ink Family's ancestors!"

"You still have the face to mention the Ink Family's ancestors?"

A cold light burst out in the eyes of the Ink Family's Old Ancestor, he reached out his hand, and with a puff, he directly twisted off Ink Wind's head.

Suddenly, blood spurted out, like a spring, splashing Ink City and Ink Taboo's faces.

Ink Taboo shivered, tears rolling down his cheeks, his lips trembling for a long time, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Ink Taboo!" The Ink Family's Old Ancestor handed Ink Wind's head to him, "Take it! Follow this ancestor and Ink City to Sect King Mountain to plead guilty immediately!"

Ink Taboo trembled, grabbed his son's hair, looked at his son's unseeing eyes, burst into tears, and wailed.

"Have you cried enough? He deserves to die! You are not old yet, you can have more children, ten or eight, as long as you want, there is no shortage of offspring!" The Ink Family's Old Ancestor's expression was cold, "This matter must be blocked, and it must not be spread out. Even if you go to Sect King Mountain to plead guilty, you need to set up a barrier to avoid being known! Otherwise, it will be difficult for my Ink Family to gain a foothold in the dynasty!"

"Second brother, Ink Wind's behavior is unforgivable! No king can tolerate such things as usurping the throne, otherwise others will follow suit, and this dynasty will never have peace. He can only blame Ink Wind for seeking his own death!"

Ink City looked at Ink Taboo, who was slumped on the ground, heartbroken, grabbed his arm and pulled him hard: "Get up! Remember, you are the Second Family Master of my Ink Family, don't let the family be doomed because of you and your son!"

… …

At the same time, in the small courtyard of Sect King Mountain, in Jun Wuxie's room.

“My lord, you seem to be in a bad mood. Did something unpleasant happen during your trip to the Mo family?”

Lingfei snuggled in his arms and asked softly.

He immediately recounted the events that had occurred in the Mo family.

Upon hearing this, Lingfei's face turned frosty: “That Mo Feng deserves to die! How dare he use such vicious means to scheme against you, my lord!”

“He deserves to die!” Jun Wuxie said in a chilling voice, then continued: “But the Mo family has made great contributions to the dynasty, and the dynasty needs their mechanical rune techniques. It’s just a pity that Mo Feng must be killed, there is no room for negotiation!”

“My lord didn't punish them at the time because you wanted to see the Mo family's attitude, right?”

“Now that this has happened, the Mo family should show their stance. It depends on what they do tonight. If they don't express their position tonight, tomorrow you will announce Mo Feng's crime of plotting to usurp the throne in the court.”

“Understood.”

Lingfei knew that her lord was angry, extremely angry.

If Mo Feng's crime of usurping the throne is announced tomorrow, the entire Mo family will have no place in the dynasty.

Even if the dynasty doesn't target them, the major forces within the dynasty will not let them off easily.

Everything has a bottom line. If you fail to guard the bottom line, you will have to pay the price.

If an ancient aristocratic family can't even understand this, they will be destroyed sooner or later and will find it difficult to establish themselves in this world.

“Lord Monarch! The Mo family has brought Mo Feng's head to plead guilty!”

The voice of the Mo family's ancestor suddenly came from the foot of Mount Zongwang.

Lingfei drew a line in the air with her slender hand, and a light curtain appeared like a mirror, showing the scene at the foot of Mount Zongwang.

It was the Mo family's ancestor and the two patriarchs of the Mo family.

The three knelt at the foot of Mount Zongwang. In front of Mo Ji, there was a head with wide eyes and a pale face. It was Mo Feng's head.

“My lord, the Mo family has shown their attitude. Do you want to go out and meet them?”

“Let them kneel. I don’t want to move while I’m holding you.”

Lingfei's face turned slightly red, and she said: “How long does my lord intend to make them kneel?”

“Kneel until dawn, so they know that not everything can be begged for!”

“My lord is right. If this were in another dynasty, it would be a crime punishable by nine generations of relatives.”

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but glance at her and said: “My Immortal Execution Dynasty doesn’t promote that kind of thing. Whoever does wrong is killed, and there should be no indiscriminate killing.”